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SESSION #23 - BRAIN SCRATCH
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Written By Dai Sato
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Dialogue Translation By Bandai Entertainment, INC.
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Transcript By RFBlues
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OPENING CREDITS
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The television. Doctor Londes, a man who has been appearing frequently on
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the television recently promoting a religious movement called SCRATCH.
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LONDES: What is a physical body? The body is merely an object. It is an
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existence all too impure to store the gods within us called souls.
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Now you will remember. The blood stained history! Material desire.
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Hunger. Sexual drive. Desire to dominate. Desire for fame. As long
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as there is a body, desires will be born. As long as there is
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desire, human ego will not disappear. Humans will continue to
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fight to fulfill their bodies' desires, and it will never end. At
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this rate, there is no future! Now awaken your soul! Now be rid of
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that filthy body!
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SCRATCH MEMBERS: We are SCRATCH, an electronic transcendence group. We are
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disciples of God, sent here to free your soul from your
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body and lead you to the infinite sea of electrons.
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Session #23
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BRAIN SCRATCH
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CBC News. Anchorman Mark Rather.
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RATHER: Good evening. This is CBC News. First, we have news about the
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electronic transcendence group SCRATCH. Last week, the ISSP and all
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Sol Solar system police departments received the subpoena for the
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leader, Londes and began searching the homes of high-ranking
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members...
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The channel is changed. Another news program on SCRATCH. graphic shots of
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dead SCRATCH members are shown. The headline: "Insane Order! SCRATCH."
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Reporter Samantha Copeland stands before a large crowd.
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COPELAND: Here at the scene, enticing people with "easy entry" and
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"salvation of the soul," SCRATCH has been able to constantly
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grow in numbers. However, another suicide -
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The channel is changed. Another news program on SCRATCH.
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ANCHOR: The members of SCRATCH use the brain wave control device on this
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new game console to scan their own brain waves and use a program
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created by their leader, Londes which is said to copy the spirit
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from brain waves as digital data and upload that spirit data into
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the universal network. They believe that doing this will make them
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exist as a soul without a body. Now Professor they say that Londes,
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the leader, was once a doctor. Is such a thing possible?
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PROFESSOR: This is ridiculous. Completely in the realm of science fiction.
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It may be theoretically possible to do so but a theory is only a
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theory, in the end.
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The channel is changed. A talk show. A sobbing woman talks to the host. Her
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face and voice are censored.
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WOMAN: Yes, and he hasn't returned for two weeks.
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HOST: Lady, you have to talk it out with your husband. It's about your
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son -
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WOMAN: But... he isn't the type that would just run away from home...
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Could he have been kidnapped?!
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HOST: Lady, are you listening to what I'm saying?
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WOMAN: That's got to be it! That religion that's been popular lately...
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That whatchamacallit -
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HOST: All right, we're gonna take a break.
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An commercial featuring an exercise machine presented by celebrity David
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Blakely.
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BLAKELY: Hi! Today, I'm introducing Power CDJ, an item for DJ's who don't
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exercise much! You adjust the BPM using this lever and it allows
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you to be a DJ while you exercise!
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The channel is changed. Another news program. The reporter is live at a
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chapter of SCRATCH. She interviews Faye.
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REPORTER: Then, the reason you decided to join is...?
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FAYE: Yes, ur, I... I got tired of a debt-filled life and that was when I
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found this... Yes... If I rid myself of a body, I'll no longer need
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money!
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The Bebop. Spike is disgusted.
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SPIKE: Hey, Jet!
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Jet is cooking.
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JET: Hold on, it's almost done.
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SPIKE: I don't care! Just get over here!
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Jet watches the monitor.
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FAYE: By releasing the spirit from the body, we are able to discard all
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desire.
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REPORTER: So you're not going to pay your debt?
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JET: I thought we hadn't seen her in a while. What kind of joke is this?
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The channel is changed. A commercial.
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ANNOUNCER: Brain Dream! The new game console, Brain Dream, can read your
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mind! Control YOUR games the way that YOU want to! Are you
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always fighting with your controls? Do the cords get tangled? If
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that's the case, then LET'S DREAM together!
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The channel is changed. A girl among a mountain of stuffed toys.
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GIRL: And so, at our station, we have the strictest policies in the world,
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and against programs such as this...
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Jet flips through files on the computer to find one on Londes. The rest
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eat.
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JET: Oh, there it is.
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ED: I'm gonna eat now!
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JET: Doctor Londes. Wanted for murder. The bounty is an amazing 38 million.
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SPIKE: I see. That's enough for her to go freelance on us.
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JET: This guy was apparently a neurobiology researcher fifty years ago.
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However, one day he suddenly had a vision from God and immersed
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himself in research to store the human spirit, the functions of the
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brain itself, as digital data. Since then, he's been missing... Then,
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two years ago, he suddenly reappeared to form the electronic
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transcendence group SCRATCH.
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SPIKE: What the hell is that?
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JET: In other words, a new religious cult. Anyway, according to him, the
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human brain function itself is a weak stream of electronic pulses so
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if you are able to copy that as data, and replay it over the universal
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network as a program, you can exist only as a soul... Are you
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listening to me?
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SPIKE: Well, it's up to you to believe it or not.
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JET: There are already 20,000 believers. Of which approximately 100 have
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committed suicide or ended up missing. And so the cops have started
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moving their lazy asses.
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Spike looks at the file photograph.
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SPIKE: His face ain't appetizing.
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Ed finishes her food.
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ED: Seconds!
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JET: That's all.
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Ed falls back.
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JET: We're gonna go after him, too.
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The SCRATCH commercial plays again.
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SCRATCH MEMBERS: We are SCRATCH, an electronic transcendence group. We are
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disciples of God, sent here to free your soul from your
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body and lead you to the infinite sea of electrons.
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At a rundown building, Faye looks for Londes. She finds dead bodies near a
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tower of monitors. She draws her gun. Suddenly the monitors turn on. Her
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vision blurs.
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Jet is on the streets.
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On the Bebop. Ed looks for Londes on the internet.
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ED: Searching, searching, where are you?
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On the street, Spike talks to a member of SCRATCH.
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SCRATCH MEMBER A: Oh, so you want to be a member as well?
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SPIKE: Y-Yeah, I guess...
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SCRATCH MEMBER A: For that, we need to cleanse your soul first. As the
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first step.
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SPIKE: Uh... before that, I want to meet this Mr. Londes... Do you know
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where he is?
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SCRATCH MEMBER A: Oh, of course.
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SPIKE: Really?
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SCRATCH MEMBER A: He's in heaven.
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The Bebop. Ed's search continues.
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Jet talks to an old man, presumably a colleague of Londes.'
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OLD MAN: Londes...? Hum, did such a guy exist?
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JET: Ya gotta help me, old man. You're the only colleague of his that is
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still alive. Can't you remember something? Anything?
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OLD MAN: Maybe he existed... Maybe he didn't...
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JET: Which is it?
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The old man falls asleep.
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On the street, Spike talks to another member of SCRATCH.
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SCRATCH MEMBER B: Oh, then you want to be a member as well?
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SPIKE: Yeah, I guess...
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SCRATCH MEMBER B: For that, we need to cleanse your soul first. As the
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first step.
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SPIKE: Oh, can I ask something before that? I want to see Mr. Londes...
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Well, anything, his soul or whatever, will do, but how can I meet
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him?
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The SCRATCH member is annoyed.
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SCRATCH MEMBER B: Do you really want to become a member?
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The Bebop. Ed is unable to find on Londes.
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Big Shot.
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PUNCH: And so Dr. Londes is the center of everyone's attention...
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JUDY: The first big-name guy in a while!
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PUNCH: Unfortunately, we have absolutely no new information!
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JUDY: Oh, my...
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PUNCH: Everyone is doing their best to find him, but there just isn't any
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information. We're seeing his face virtually every day from
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SCRATCH's TV programs, but we know nothing important about him.
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JUDY: Is he really a soul without a body?
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PUNCH: Now, I have one other bit of important news for you.
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JUDY: Oh? What is it?
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PUNCH: Actually...
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JUDY: Hurry up and tell me!
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PUNCH: We've been on the air for a long time now and I know it's sudden,
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but this is our final episode!
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Judy in enraged.
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JUDY: You're kidding!
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PUNCH: They're canning us because of low ratings, unfortunately...
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Judy punches out Punch.
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JUDY: Unfortunately?! How come I didn't hear about this?!
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Back on the Bebop.
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JET: No good?
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SPIKE: No good.
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JET: I got nothing, either.
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ED: Nope, nope...
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Ed whines.
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JET: I went after his colleagues from his research days but it was all for
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nothing.
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SPIKE: And I got nothing out of the members.
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The computer receives a call from a dazed Faye.
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ED: Oh, it's Faye-Faye.
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FAYE: I'm in... a little... trouble. Are you listening...? I think I really
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can... get rid of my debt...
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Faye passes out and the connection is lost.
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EYECATCH
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A toy store. Jet is in line for the videogame system. He talks to Spike
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through his communicator.
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JET: Anyway, I'm trusting you with Faye.
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SPIKE: And I'm gonna be having a hard time if you're gonna be baby-sitting
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forever...
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JET: As I said - !
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Jet lowers his voice.
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JET: Brain Dream is pretty rare! I have to line up here if I want one!
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SPIKE: Are you really going to hack into his website?
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JET: That's the only lead we got left. Beyond that... Faye seems to have
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dug something up, so we can use that...
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SPIKE: Oof, it's about that time.
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Spike flies to a crater on Mars. (?not earth?)
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The Bebop. Jet puts on Brain Dream.
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JET: All right, go for it.
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Ed sits by the computer.
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ED: Okay...
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The SCRATCH program boots up.
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PROGRAM: Welcome to SCRATCH, an electronic transcendence group. Head
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straight if you wish to join us. Head over that way to request
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more detailed information about SCRATCH.
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JET: So I guess I can't copy my spirit immediately... Guess I have no
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choice...
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PROGRAM: Joining us? Please input your personal data.
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Jet points to Ed.
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ED: Data, data. Fake data!
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Ed inputs phony information. The program starts.
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LONDES: Blood, muscle, and bone... When those are lost, humans face
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death...
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Ein growls.
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LONDES: What lies beyond that? Heaven? Hell? Reincarnation? Such things
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cannot possibly exist. Those are mere excuses...
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Ein barks.
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ED: What's wrong?
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JET: What is this?
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LONDES: None of the previous paths to salvation had such a clear vision as
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this...
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Jet is paralyzed.
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LONDES: Awaken your spirit! Now be rid of that filthy body!
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Ein bites Jet in the thigh. Jet screams and regains consciousness.
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Parked outside of the rundown building, Spike speaks to Jet through his
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communicator.
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SPIKE: High frequency?
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JET: Yeah. I'm not exactly sure but it has some contraption that paralyzes
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the sympathetic nerves. In just seconds, everything before my eyes
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went blank and I passed out. If Ein didn't realize it and bite me, I
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would have been -
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SPIKE: - a member of SCRATCH.
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JET: Anyway, we need to devise a counter measure to -
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SPIKE: Well, I'll try becoming a member now.
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JET: Hey, Spike! Hey!
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Spike hangs up.
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The Bebop. Ein wears Brain Dream.
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JET: I'm sure dogs have brain waves, too...
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ED: Ed wanna wear it too!
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JET: If you become a member, who is going to look Londes up? Do it.
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PROGRAM: Welcome to SCRATCH, an electronic transcendence gr-
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The program is hacked quickly.
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JET: Oh! Good going, Ed!
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Ed is confused. She isn't doing a thing. Ein bobs his head left, right,
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front and back. The hacking reveals Londes' location.
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JET: This is... Can this really be...?
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Spike walks through the halls of the rundown building.
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The Bebop. Jet examines the info.
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JET: A guy named Londes never existed. His past, all the records they were
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all counterfeit. And all the controls lead back to here... Alles
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Valley Hospice. Ed, help me.
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Spike continues to walk through the building.
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Alles Valley Hospice. Jet is dressed in a suit. Ed is dressed in a pink
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dress holding a bouquet of flowers. Ed tugs at Jet's sleeve.
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ED: Papa!
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JET: Not yet!
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ED: Papa!
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They walk in.
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The rundown building. Spike finds Faye and the monitor tower.
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The hospice.
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GUARD: Nobody here would want visitors. And you need an appointment to see
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someone. Or did you come here for inheritance?
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JET: Nothing of the sort! Actually, this girl's twin brother is here.
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ED: Papa!
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GAURD: Girl...? Is she really a girl?
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ED: Papa!
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Jet feigns sadness.
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JET: A-Actually... it's a long story...
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The rundown building. Londes appears on the monitors.
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LONDES: I'm just having her sleep. Of course, the other bounty hunters all
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slept to death.
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The hospice.
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JET: We finally tracked the long-lost brother to be here.
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ED: Papa!
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JET: It was a shock to my daughter... She has been insane ever since... and
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I thought about having her meet her brother just once.
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The guard dries tears from his eyes.
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GAURD: You can go.
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JET: I can't thank you enough.
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The rundown building.
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SPIKE: Why do you kill off your members? What's your purpose?
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LONDES: I am not forcing anything. They are merely practicing a faith that
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they decided to believe. Why do you think people believe in God?
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It's because they want to. It's not easy living in this rotten
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world. There is nothing certain while living on in this world. Do
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you get it? God didn't create humans. Humans created God.
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The hospice. Jet and Ed are lead by the information to the bed of an
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unconscious young boy.
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JET: He's it...?
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The rundown building.
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SPIKE: I'm sick of this little act. What's wrong? Come on out. An illusion
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isn't enough for me.
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LONDES: That is correct... A man named Londes does not exist in this world.
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He is merely an imaginary character I created a mere illusion
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created by scanning lines.
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The hospice. Jet examines the machinery.
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JET: Is this a brain wave controller like Brain Dream? Hey, Ed. Can you cut
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off the connection between the brain wave controller and the network?
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ED: Yeah.
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JET: All right. But don't turn off the life support system.
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The rundown building.
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LONDES: Do you know what the greatest and worst invention that humans ever
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made was? Television. Television controls people using information
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and steals their sense of reality. Yes. Now television itself is a
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religion.
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Spike's vision begins to blur
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LONDES: TV has created people that are easily fooled by such an idiotic
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fantasy.
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Spike shoots out several monitors. He grows weak. Suddenly Spike smiles.
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SPIKE: Just like a little kid.
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LONDES: What...?
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SPIKE: YOU are the one who can't tell... fantasy from reality, Londes. If
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you want to dream, dream alone.
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Londes is angered.
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LONDES: W-What do you know?! What do you think you know about me?
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Londes' connection begins to fade.
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LONDES: What- What are you doing?! Stop! Help! You can't do that! Stop!
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Shit! Stop it! Stop it! Don't turn it off!. What... What did I do?!
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N-No... This is unfair... Why... am I the only one...? Shit...
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Everyone should have had the same body as me... No... I... I don't
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want to disappear! I don't want to disappear...
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The image goes blank.
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The hospice. Jet handcuffs Spangen.
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JET: Ronny Spangen. Previously a hacker. A boy who became a vegetable two
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years ago... when he was 13, from a medical accident. No... you are no
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longer a boy. You're a damn good con artist.
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The rundown building. Faye wakes up. FAYE: Oh, long time no see. Where am I?
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Spike smiles at her.
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Jet and Ed walk out of the hospice.
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JET: It was all a kid's dream. Yeah, all he could do was dream...
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ED: This time, have sweet dreams.
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Spangen continues to dream.
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LONDES: Our souls that God has given us... our spirit. Is not our body an
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existence all too small and weak for our spirits which found a way
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to swim through the vast network and live in the infinity of space?
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CLOSING CREDITS
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COMING EPISODE
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Ed hums "Wo Qui Non Coin."
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Next episode: Hard Luck Woman.
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Next Session
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HARD LUCK WOMAN
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